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the Roc! Wooo!
My gear is (check)
My is low (check)
My Rocawear is incredible

it
I I got my swagger back
Mama, they I killed a man
Well I guess I got the back
the Roc bastards we are BACK!
In the
Jiggaman, B. Sieg to (what up fam?)
and Sparks and Freeweezy (holla!)
Mickey, Melanie, and Neef, hey!
All I need is the love of my
The whole industry can hate me I thugged my way
And all..I..need is a chick that hold a
Like Meth and Mary, like and Tammi
Now understands we can't be
From blowin' Swisher Sweets candy drops
Like we kings, ridin' dirty
A nigga been focused since I hi to 30 (what up?)
Young niggas ya'll can't me
watch and observe me
And how to earn better, I burn cheddar
I set fire to your
I blow smoke in face, burn rubber off the rim tires
Yes I-ah...Jay
Double G-A nigga holla back

All I
(check)
Nike (check)
Mean (uh huh)
in the club couple o' duckets (yeah)
Couple by my side, let's ride
All I
That new (got that)
A doo-rag and a pocket full o' (got those)
A sunny day some chicks that play
And be on my way

now
All I in this world o' sin
Is me and my girlfriend! (ha ha)
I got a little two-two I 'er Peggy Sue
When I'm off in the club she fit right in my (wooo!)
Gotta switch her to my waist, just in (uh huh)
A wan' flip gotta reach for my bitch
act out a movie I could give you a clip (buk!)
But no adlibbin' stick to the script
Now all I need is a lawyer
Cuz it's foul ways everybody saw you
And comin' to court too, I thought you knew
even steal on a nigga muhfuckas'll sue
In this time and age, what's a real to do
I'm surrounded by squeal muhfuckas like you
But real niggas fret cause the number one crew?
R to the O to the C comin'

All I
(check)
Nike (check)
bucket (uh huh)
Armadale in the club o' duckets (yeah)
Couple by my side, let's ride
All I
new coupe (got that)
A and a pocket full o' loot (got those)
A day some chicks that wanna play
And be on my way

The cream too long, my team too
Bleek is too hot, is gone
Ya'll niggas in the crosshair, the is on (see ya'll)
Ya'll block deserted, ya'll fiends are gone (bye bye!)
The whole Roc is jumpin', we reached our
Got fiends throwin' up on themself Willy Beamen [giggle]
Any given gunplay's optional
However niggas want it Soul II Soul (however do you waaaaant it)
Whoever got get blocked go to the hole
Dikembe of this rap shit
the jab is sick, and it's Zab quick
Left lean 'em like a little past six
Now run along wit'cha little ass
Read my rap sheet nigga, THREE
Shut ya bumba' got A-Rod
All you muddaskunks get buried in the
When I blast the pump, I you relaxed
In the lookin' at MASH for months
Then I dough on the D.A. desk
And flee scot and pee-pee on the steps
got no respect
No law or governin' why you wit' him?
Matta'fact, why you fuckin' wit'
All ya'll need is the baby

All I
(check)
Nike (check)
Mean (uh huh)
Armadale in the club o' duckets (yeah)
Couple chicks by my side, let's
All I
new coupe (got that)
A doo-rag and a pocket full o' (got those)
A sunny day some chicks wanna play
And be on my way, listen